Note- This is purely fiction and does not reflect any incident or persons in real life. xxx Emma was between boyfriends and movies and as a consequence was mightily bored. The epitome of English grace and charm she had spent the best part of a week browsing the net researching advanced sexual fantasies and technique. She had a monthly blog on the website...
Our fantasies continue to deepen as our lust grows. You loved watching me submit and please other men, then it was two at once, then it was bending over and fully submitting everything to them. We have talked about tonight over and over. Fantasized about it as we fucked, watched porn after porn, imaging me in the position we plan for tonight. The full submis...
It was the second week of October when she came into my life. I happened to be sitting at the student newspaper editor's desk discussing the sports column he felt the paper needed when the she walked into the office and into my life. We stood and welcomed her. "Could you have this in the next paper?" she asked the editor. She handed him a piece of paper....
Upon awaking there was disorientation. She was aware of being hot, sticky, the bedclothes were tangled around her, she felt stifled, she needed to get up. There was a sense of panic as she felt herself falling and then pain as she hit the floor. Suddenly she was grounded, she knew where she was. Hotel room, London, you're on a business trip. Lauren kicked...
Okay avid readers, This is olive branch from "BBW's First Orgasm" my very first story. It's not necessary to read that first, and this story will still make sense, but if you're one for reading things in order then you should invest some time in that before reading here. I've never attempted writing a story completely from Theia's point of view before, It's...
Anne In the mid 1970s I would sometimes travel from my apartment in San Francisco to spend the weekend at a former girl-scout camp in the mountains. We called it a "poor-man's Esalen" because for only $30 a person could participate in encounter groups, tai chi, massage, and various games with strangers and the occasional returnee I would recognize from prev...
Hello. Pleased to meet you; please call me Fran. I'm about to commit a flagrant indulgence, for which I hope you'll forgive me; I'm of the opinion that a lot of Literotica writers would appreciate both the sentiments and the encouragement. I've been a semi-professional writer, fiction and non-fiction both, for thirty years. That is, I get paid for my stuff....
ONE Frankie served a fat, greasy looking man dinner at 3:15 in the afternoon, the time indicating he was a shift worker. He, she and the useless cook and a part-timer preparing vegetables and loading and unloading dishes were the only occupants in the diner. Fat man kept eyeing Frankie's tits, but she didn't mind. She followed a drill that sometimes worke...
I re-read your electronic messages a dozen times imagining your voice, the way your lips move, your hands stretching over your face, removing your glasses, rubbing your eyes. The notes allow me to imagine that we actually spoke, in person. Another chance to be near you, to smell you and watch your hands dance in the air as you talk, move close to me and then...
You wander down the white streets, the snow lightly falling. It’s a picture perfect winter scene. You see couples pass by arm and arm, and you remember your own empty hand. With gifts to buy you quicken your pace, not looking forward to the crowded stores. You were on a quest for the perfect gift, for a good friend. She had known you for so long, knew almost...